Mr. Jiang San was frightened when he heard this: "The weather outside is not good today, so forget it."
Mrs. Jiang San insisted that for the sake of her daughter's heart, it would not be adulterated: "That won't work. The more it is like this, the more it must be true."
Mr. Jiang San could not persuade his wife, so he could only worry about his daughter and his wife. It was too dangerous to go out in such weather.
During breakfast, when he heard that Mrs. Jiang San was going out in such weather, Jiang Changxi looked at his father first and saw Mr. Jiang San shaking his head, meaning that he could not persuade her.
Jiang Changxi could only roll up her arms and put it on herself, and refused directly: "The baby is in my belly. You might as well take good care of me instead of asking others."
Can Mrs. Jiang San compromise easily? "You have such a mouth, why do you have to talk nonsense? Don't blame me, don't blame me, the concubine."
Jiang Changxi: "You should think so. We are all staying at home in this weather. Isn't it best to be stable? If you go out for a walk, how can your daughter rest assured?" Then he said: "If it is because I am worried about you.
, my daughter has an unsteady walk, what are you asking for? Or, if my daughter has such a big belly, will it be bad for the child in her belly to worry about it every now and then? "
How could Mrs. Jiang San hear this? Her girl has never been taboo about talking: "Stop talking."
But how can we not go? We must do what we promised.
Jiang Changxi could see that Mrs. Jiang San was upset, and advised her: "A sincere heart leads to success, and the same goes for our thoughts."
Okay, Mrs. Jiang San asked her daughter to persuade her. She can't let her daughter worry about her with such a big belly. If there is a good and bad thing, isn't that putting the cart before the horse?
Mr. Jiang San gave his daughter a thumbs up, saying she was better than him.
Jiang Changxi knew that Madam Jiang San was accommodating to him, otherwise Mrs. Jiang would have no one to listen to.
Looking at the weather outside, Jiang Changxi said worriedly: "I don't know what's going on with my mother-in-law. According to the doctor's advice, she will give birth before or after this year."
Mrs. Jiang San said to herself, you are pregnant with two children, and you still have the heart to worry about others. She quickly comforted her daughter: "Don't worry, your mother-in-law is very knowledgeable and has experience. She can't make mistakes."
Jiang Changxi was quite open-minded, and really didn't dare to think too seriously: "I can't take care of you anymore."
Mrs. Jiang San nodded, that's right. Taking good care of your body and being in a good mood is conducive to raising the fetus. This is what the doctor and the doctor said.
Otherwise, how could she listen to her daughter in everything? She was afraid that her daughter would be worried, which would not be conducive to raising a child.
Jiang Changxi still said to the doctor beside him: "I have to ask you to go over and see how Mrs. Li is doing. I won't worry if others see her."
The doctor promised: "It's nothing. Madam, don't worry. I'll go to Li's house right now to reassure the madam over there. You're fine here, don't worry."
Jiang Changxi nodded: "That's true, my mother must be thinking about me too."
Is it true? Jiang Changxi's definition of Mrs. Li is that it doesn't matter what Mrs. Li thinks. In her heart, her mother-in-law is thinking about them.
Only in this way can we get along for a long time, neither far nor close. In these days, filial piety is the most important thing. I guess Mrs. Li is also happy to present such a result.
In such weather, Mrs. Jiang accompanied Jiang Changxi and chatted on the heated kang: "It has snowed long ago in previous years. This year's snow is so valuable that it will not fall until the Chinese New Year. In the past two months, you have taken good care of your baby, and the excess will be gone."
Don't even think about it. Don't go inside the yard, the roads are slippery."
Can you not think about it? First of all, what Mrs. Jiang San said just now made Jiang Changxi nervous. She didn't pay attention to it because she was pregnant.
Jiang Changxi looked at Xiaoxue outside and said with worry: "Are you really going to be very different from previous years?"
Mrs. Jiang San: "Is this still false? Let's not talk about anything else. I just want to say that in the past two years, light snow fell several times in October. You see, it is the twelfth lunar month this year, and there are only a few scattered snows.
A snowflake."
Jiang Changxi is a farmer. Mrs. Jiang San said casually that she would have to consider whether there would be a drought in the coming year. But Mrs. Jiang San did not have such a good attitude.
This is a time of dependence on the weather, and there is no telling how many lives will be lost.
After drought, there are often waterlogging, natural disasters, man-made disasters, and plagues. Jiang Changxi becomes sad.
Seeing Jiang Changxi's bitter and resentful look, Mrs. Jiang San was afraid of affecting the baby in her belly. She hated herself for talking so much, so she said to her daughter with a solemn expression: "It's just a matter of one sentence, whatever."
Tell me, what do you want to do so much?"
Jiang Changxi shook his head: "It's not that I think too much, just in case, let's be more cautious. If I think too much, it's just a waste of money and manpower. We can afford to waste it. Just in case, we have more than others.
That is fate. We will have children in our house in the future, so we have to be careful."
Mrs. Jiang San was speechless. Her daughter was thinking more ahead than she thought.
As Jiang Changxi spoke, he called Dagui, Dali and the others over: "Let me send a message to Zhuangzi to dig more wells in the fields at the beginning of spring. We can't delay the spring plowing. You can go and see the grain crops this year more often.
Put away the old grain first."
Then there is the Baoding Mansion. That is her foundation, so Daji and Dafu are allowed to come back. After the New Year, it is appropriate to let people go there. The food on the left and right are all used in their own workshops.
It will never be sold.
Moreover, Zhuangzi in Baoding Prefecture is well constructed, with wells and canals already in place. Thinking about it, I have nothing to worry about.
Jiang Changxi looked at the doctor who was still here and had not gone to Li Mansion: "I would also like to ask you to take the trouble to prepare more commonly used medicinal materials."
Doctor: "Don't worry, the house is always prepared with the most commonly used things." And there are a lot of them, so you really don't need to worry about this.
Their wife's sense of worry had a great influence on them. On weekdays, the medicinal materials collected by the doctor's wife were kept at the house for Master Zhuangzi's use.
When Mrs. Jiang San saw that Chang Xi had made arrangements, she said: "Now you can rest assured. Don't worry anymore. You have arranged everything properly. If you don't trust others, you should always trust yourself."
Jiang Changxi was a little embarrassed: "I also walked like this in previous years."
Mrs. Jiang San: "I'm pregnant with the child. Don't think too much. I don't dare to say more in front of you, lest you think too much."
Then he said: "There will be drought somewhere, isn't it snowing already?"
Jiang Changxi laughed. Although Mrs. Jiang San grew up in Bian County, she was from a wealthy family. There were some things that even Mrs. Jiang San didn't understand. And she watched TV series and read too many novels.
Mrs. Jiang San actually wanted to say that no matter what, their parents would not suffer hardship for their children.
With such a big family fortune, they can still starve to death.